Destroy Create

Goodbyes were said
 Before I lost all sense of consequence
 At midnight tearing down
 I hold it under
 By the neck
 The cold eyed creature of my consciousness
 Can't sleep before it drowns
 I hold it under
 It took years to get this good
 At sending myself into oblivion
 Into oblivion
 I am almost there
 I am almost there again
 If I don't wanna die
 Why do I need the nothing?
 Who am I anyway?
 Why do I always have to destroy to create
 Backstage in the mirror
 (Oh, I bet you are!)
 Caught up in stories about how my former glory is lost
 And how I used to be better
 (You were never good!)
 I agree but that still leaves me with two choices
 And one, is isolate myself and drink too much and burn it down
 And two, is to just quit
 But I can't do it
 I've over committed
 So number one it is
 Right or wrong, the map that finds these songs
 Always sends me into oblivion
 Looking for a light
 In this darkness
 All the lonely nights
 Traveling into oblivion